So, after six hard-fought games, the day had finally arrived.
The tweaking of tactics, recruitment of fresh faces and refining of individual training schedules all led to this moment. My first competitive match in the Vanarama North League at home to Harrogate Town, and with it, my first meaningful step towards Champions League glory.
Ahead of our penultimate game of the season I was dealt with two blows.
Firstly came the devastating news that my Chairman Anthony Sampson had failed in his attempts to identify a suitable senior affiliate club. This ruined my foolproof strategy of bringing in a dozen youngsters on loan from a high calibre Football League team and blowing away my semi-professional counterparts.
Having shifted out some undesirables last week and slashing £350 from the wage bill it didn’t take me long to undo most of that good work.
It took little persuasion by my Chief Scout Patrick Andersson to convince me to snap up young Burundi-born and exotically-named Mo Shariff on a free transfer. I was desperately short of depth on the flanks, and the fact that he could play on either side was enough to convince me to offer him £190 week (the grainy YouTube footage that Patrick shared with me also played a big part in assuring me that this kid could be the next Messi!)